“I love the smell of napalm in the morning,… you know one time we had a hill bombed for twelve fucking hours, and when it was all over I walked up, we didn´t find one of ´em, not one stinki´n dink body, that smell , that gasoline smell, the whole hill, it smelled like………….victory!.” Dude: What the fuck is this? Walter: My dirty laundry, the whites. Dude: What the fuck are you thinking, man? Walter: Your right Dude, I got the thinking. The ringer can not look empty…
Hugi notar vefkökur til að bæta notendaupplifun á vefsíðunni og greina umferð um hana.
Einnig hefur Hugi uppfært persónuverndarstefnu sína. Skoðaðu stefnuna hér..
